Absolutes

What’s write or wrong, what if I twist a L write this song
Scribble on a page to give praise up to the Most High
Insecure inequity, find my substance in a symphony
While the road I was meant to walk on, floats by
Coast by, my mind is on cloud 9 speaking to these demons that have haunted me
Past mistakes that taunt me
The mud that covered my face hardened and became a part of me, as I bleed let us read the pages to my odyssey
My - artistry is stained, by the blood of a King Who reigns, yet all I smell is rain
Yet all I see is half-steps never to fill a full measure
And my commitment is submitted to the fool’s pleasure
Book of life secured in the truth’s ledger
The hand of the Author remains steady
I’ve seen Him name many…
Never to erase only replace the pain in me, grace washes over the strained envy
Untouched is where I placed the ones idolized, yet I’m unimpressed
Pride keeps me speaking white lies
My brother I’m stressed
The desire to become a king among the tongues of man, often my weakness gets the upper hand
Still the burden is great to serve my God, blessed are those who see Him when He arrives
… Absolutes
The seed watered takes root
Truth
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Beautiful words fall from Your lips
I feel my pain is gone
Won’t you take me home
Can’t live like this
(Absolutes)

Beautiful words fall from their lips
Still my pain’s not gone
I can’t find my home
It is what it is
(Absolutes)